A Dangerous Alliance
Noelle gritted her teeth as she stalked through the encampment, her boots crunching against the dry earth. The rogue leader's words still echoed in her mind—Your son is coming. The Black Veil has claimed him as their own.
Her heart ached at the thought, but she didn't have the luxury of letting emotion cloud her judgment. She needed a plan, and unfortunately, she needed Noah.
She glanced at the man walking beside her, his posture rigid, his expression unreadable. Noah was as ruthless as ever, his mind already working through strategies, looking at the situation with cold, calculating precision.
She despised how domineering he could be, how he acted as if everything and everyone should bend to his will.
But she needed him.
For her son, Nicole.
Noelle took a deep breath and forced herself to speak. "We need more information before making our next move."